The world's most heartbreaking crush

Outside the window, the slanting sun brought out the color of maple red syrup, withered branches and leaves resting on the branches of the tree, all the light penetrated through the bones of the tree, and shone on the stacked workbooks in front of the window sill.

How did Bian Li know?about habit.She doesn't look like a star chaser.

Yu Yang pursed her lips, the continuous effect of the cold water gradually faded away, she smiled with thin lips, not knowing what the little girl was up to, she simply glanced at her lazily with her eyes, waiting for an answer.

"Next Friday, the second day of your new movie. Can I ask you to watch that movie?" Bian Li asked urgently, "Can I, sister?"

Yu Yang nodded.

When Bian Li got the answer, she couldn't help standing up and cheering with her arms raised.The slender and well-fitting white T was pulled up, revealing a thin waist. The skin is fair and firm, full of the allure of a young life.

The chair fell to the ground, making a loud crashing sound.Bian Li blushed after realizing it, but her eyes were unexpectedly shining, as clear and pure as mercury.

Yu Yang felt that a part of his heart was healed under such eager and pure gaze.

"See you next week." Yu Yang's eyes flashed, and he said three words.

Bian Li was unexpectedly happy, feeling that the complicated three-dimensional geometry looked refreshing.She sent Yu Yang to the gate of the villa, there was already a driver waiting there.

"See you next week!" Bian Li said, rubbing her fingertips on the edge of her trousers to get rid of the crazy thoughts of wanting to hug her.

"See you later." Yu Yang had already opened the car door, turned around and smiled after hearing this.

Sitting in the car, what you smell is a not too strong leather smell that is diluted by the sweet floral fragrance.

"Is this car usually used by Bian Li?" Yu Yang asked the driver.

The driver nodded a little too much, and the wrinkles on his face formed a ditch with a smile, "Basically, it's used to pick up the lady to and from school."

Yu Yang stopped talking.Zhi Yi, pressing his forehead against the window, slipped away from the corner of his eye to the retreating scenery.

In the mirror on the right, the girl's arm swings a lot, gradually blurring into a small dot.

The summer in the south is late, and the third year of high school starts early, and the weather is still very hot.Bian Li was wearing a short-sleeved school uniform that had been worn for two years, and there were messy threads beside the buttons on the collar.

For two years, Bian Li was as long as a stick, and Gao must have made school uniforms that didn't fit her well, but she was always unruly, and she wore short skirts around the knee, and her red plaid skirt only reached half of her thighs, so she was happy. comfortable.

The driver put Bian Li off the car ahead of schedule.Bian Li is not used to using such a large cane in school.Even though many students are even more exaggerated with bodyguards——

This is an aristocratic school, and young people prefer to show off and save face.

Bian Li likes to sit on the side of the road and drink two yuan Wuyi bowls of salted bean curd, which are filled with chopped mustard and crispy chips, coriander and soy sauce for flavor.

But what she drinks is not quite the same as what others drink, and she likes to add a little vinegar.This way of eating was often ridiculed by Bian Chi.

Bian Li was sipping the tofu curd in small sips, when suddenly a person rushed over from behind and patted her on the back so hard that her head was almost buried in the bowl!

"Son, do you miss me!" The voice was clear and penetrating.

Bian Li wiped her mouth and scolded: "Cough—He Feifei, you are sick!"

"Daddy brought you your favorite book!" He Feifei half-slung her backpack, took out a book from the bag, and flipped through it.

In fact, it is Yu Yang's favorite, but Yu Yang's favorite is equal to Bian Li's favorite. As Bian Li's best bad friend, He Feifei knows this well.

Bian Li took it.Blue shell, two lines above and below the title, one line of free translation in Chinese, and one line of English——

"Incomparably wonderful pain"

"THE FAULTINOUR STARS"

Bian Li put the book into her bosom, and smiled at He Feifei like a bright sunflower, "Thank you."

In the middle of speaking, Bian Li paused, and then made a gesture of wiping the other party's neck, "Greet me like this next time, be careful of your dog's head!"

He Feifei laughed "hehe" twice, opened the chair and sat across from Bian Li, "School gift. By the way, why do you still like Yu Yang? She also mentioned this book during the interview, did she read it?" It’s really hard to tell, but you want it eagerly?”

She turned her gaze, saw half a bowl of tofu flower left on the table, and said "tsk" again: "Bian Li, your habit has not changed at all from junior high school to high school."

The flamboyant girl put on her schoolbag and walked to a pink bicycle, "Will you go? There's so much nonsense. Don't you too? How old are you and you still like to use this exaggerated color." Bian Li sat down without a word. After getting into the back seat of the car, two long legs propped up on both sides of the car to maintain balance.

He Feifei said "Oh" and sneered, "Then you don't want to cry on the back seat of my car?"

"..."

The middle school attached to Su City.

In the last row of Class Three (2), He Feifei and Bian Li were whispering.

"Yu Yang went to your house?!" He Feifei heard Bian Li's description, and almost jumped up from her chair. She was so capable that she might be able to knock over the roof.

Bian Li's hand was quicker than his brain, and he reached out to cover her mouth almost instinctively. The stool creaked against the ground, and the table collided into a ball and made a loud noise.

"He Feifei! Bian Li! What are you two doing! If you don't want to go to class, just stand at the door!" Lao Li patted the blackboard with a triangular ruler and shouted loudly.

"Report to the teacher, He Feifei snatched my book!" Bian Li shouted.

"Bah! It was Bian Li who interrupted my class first!" He Feifei didn't let her down.

Old Li on the podium was so angry that his mouth was twisted: "Stand outside for me!"

Outside.

"Why are you shouting so loudly?" Bian Li stood a little further away from He Feifei.

He Feifei leaned over with a shy face, and nudged Bian Li with her elbow, "Did you take Yu Yang to bed?"

"Get lost, what are you thinking about!" Bian Li patted He Feifei's arm with the blue book.

"Oh—" He Feifei dragged out the ending, and asked, "Then what's your progress now?"

Bian Li: "No progress, Yu Yang is my teacher."

He Feifei: "Tch——"

Bian Li: "But next Friday I asked her to go to the movies."

He Feifei smiled: "Yes, Bian Li!"

It happened that just after class was over at this time, the biggest thorn in the class next door ran out of the classroom first, passing by here, happened to hear this, turned sideways and asked: "What can you do? What's wrong with Bian Li?"

"Zheng Xiqiao, what's none of your business?" Bian Li frowned Yuan Shan's eyebrows, and his tone was unusually serious.

The person named "Zheng Xiqiao" smiled, took advantage of Bian Li's inattention, and forcibly pulled the book out of her arms, "Are you reading this book? Bian Li, you have indeed become more tasteful. It has a movie with the same name. Come to my house to watch a movie next Saturday?"

"We, Bian Li, don't know you well!" Before Bian Li could speak, He Feifei grabbed Bian Li's shoulder and turned back, "Shut up your thoughts, Bian Li can—"

"He Feifei, stop talking." Bian Li grabbed He Feifei's arm, gave Zheng Xiqiao another look, took back the book, and walked into the classroom.

"Bian Li! Why don't you let me scold him! It's as annoying as a fly! It's so disgusting!" He Feifei was dragged by the girl, but still couldn't stop the random thoughts in her mouth.

"Don't raise yourself up for this kind of person, it's not worth it." Bian Li rubbed He Feifei's hairy head and smiled, hiding the gloomy eyes that flashed past.

……

Bian Li was bored listening to the class, and suddenly remembered something, turned her head to look at He Feifei, and smiled.

He Feifei was terrified by her look, holding a lollipop in her mouth, flipping through the comics on her phone quickly, without raising her eyes, she said, "What's the matter? Tell me!"

Bian Li stretched out his hand to block He Feifei's colorful phone screen, "Aren't I going to watch a movie with Yu Yang? Can you help me dress up?"

Bian Li and He Feifei are two extremes, one is "ragged" and the other wears exquisite makeup every day, but He Feifei often can't help but feel envious of Bian Li.

Bian Li's skin is fair, her lips are spotless and red, and she looks much more beautiful when she looks up to the sky every day than when she wakes up two hours earlier and puts on makeup in the dark.

But this is born, envy does not come.

He Feifei has long been used to being surrounded by Bian Li's light.

But Bian Li doesn't know how to dress up, she only has hot pants and a white T in summer, and a bloated down jacket in winter.

Normally, everyone was at school, so they couldn't tell, but He Feifei took Bian Li out to play two or three times on weekends, and the other party faltered and revealed the prototype.

After He Feifei went back, she couldn't stop laughing and beating the bed that night, feeling that the friendship between herself and Bian Li was much stronger.

He Feifei turned off the screen, threw a big brick into the belly of the table, touched her chin and looked at Bian Li with a smile: "Then what good do I have?"

Bian Li waved his hand: "I'll ask you for the phone number of the school girl next door!"

"make a deal!"

The perverted laughter of the two girls shrank the shoulders of the people in the front row, and they couldn't help but pull the stool forward.

Bian Li kicked and asked the top student in the front row: "Will you watch a movie this Saturday? The new one is "Blue Harbor."

The boy shook his head.

Bian Li said: "Please! Here are two tickets for you, you must see it!"

The boy nodded.

Bian Li smiled: "Then don't forget to take pictures and send them to me for this week's homework."

night.Bian Li went home, lying on the bed and playing with her mobile phone, her fair and slender legs dangling comfortably.

Log in to the trumpet and like each of Yu Yang's Weibo.

A newly posted picture of strawberry smoothie yesterday, with a soft filter, makes Bian Li's girlish heart rippling wildly.

She turned over and lay on her back on the bed, carefully looking through the news that had been missed in the past few days, new interviews, magazine photos...

Ding dong, a message popped up on WeChat.

[Yu Yangyang: Bian Li? ]

She was so frightened that she almost lost her grip on the phone. She took two big breaths, then closed her eyes, and slowly poked open WeChat.

No matter how calm he behaves now, in fact, there are doubled joy and expectations in his heart.

The girl smiled foolishly while holding the mobile phone, and grinned so hard that her cheeks ached.

Guess there is something wrong with Yu Yang looking for her so late?Or, just want to chat with her?

There was no reply from this side, and no movement from that side.

Bian Li patiently waited for the new news to come, her mind was full of thoughts, staring at the background of the WeChat chat, Shale, which was a refined photo of the princess played by Yu Yang.

The red lips are seductive, the black dress is cold; the black hair is disheveled, and the nobile is ostentatious.There is a bright peach blossom tinsel between the eyebrows, a stretch of lip balm on the corner of the lips, and an astonishing aura in the eyes.

Every time Bian Li looks at the high-ranking Yu Yang in the photo, she can't help but want to be... ahem, to use a word from fans, it's "my sister stepped on me".

——I want to see Yu Yang wearing sexy black silk high heels, pushing her on the bed and kissing her hard, wanting to be tossed and tossed by Yu Yang.

Bian Li scratched her chin, feeling so itchy, she made a question mark and sent it to the other party.

Yu Yang sent three messages in a row, Bian Li sat up straight.

When the square characters presented successively formed meanings in his mind, Bian Li felt that he might as well not understand these words.